Starfall 831, December 24, Northland Moldovan Territory, Black Forest Fortress. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Kuroshio Tide had dispersed, and the beasts that had gathered had gathered had fallen apart from each other, and purple-red blood ice spread all over the plain in front of the fortress, staining the originally white snow into a mess.

After confirming that most of the demonic beasts had returned to the depths of the forest, and that the rest had turned into corpses, the fortress suddenly fell into a visceral.

The spirit of many warriors after many days of fighting had made their spirits tense, and although they had had enough rest in the last few days, their minds were still not relaxed - but the news that the Kuroshio had returned once and for all finally made the people in the fortress let go of the last big stone in their hearts, and in an instant, even the towers covered with ice were filled with laughter.

The snow accumulated by the ice butterflies was quickly swept away, and the red flag of victory was hung on the door of every house, even for those who had lost their father or son, and despite the tears in their eyes, they still put up the red flag of victory and smiled.

For the praise of victory is the tribute to the dead, and if the victors cannot laugh, then what is the value of sacrifice?

So praise it, even if it's crying and laughing, and declare victory.

The purple-haired Countess Verdani ordered the city to hold a great feast in the evening, where anyone could go, all food was free, and everyone was allowed to drink to their heart's content until the morning of the following day.

The efficiency of the fantasy world is still very fast, with the hard work of the silver knights and black iron warriors, the square in the center of the original fortress was quickly piled up with bonfires and tables, grills and thick wine barrels were also placed aside, and two flags were erected in the center of the square, one was the [red-on-gold-edged six-pointed star] representing the Scarrante family, and the other was the [black-on-gold-edged sword-wielding hand] representing the Radcliffe family.

Time passed quickly, and preparations were perfected, until in the evening, white pyroxene lanterns lit up the square, and piles of bonfires were lit up in red, and the center of the fortress was as bright as day. Fruits, vegetables, raw meat, and spices are all ready, and sitting behind the campfire, there are tired and cheerful faces.

In the middle of the night, when there was no cloud, the double moon shone on the earth, and with the twinkling of the stars, the magnificent purple-blue canopy was so beautiful, and in this context, the lord Verdani walked to the high platform in front of the square, she looked down, and then opened her mouth to speak under the gaze of her own people.

But at this time, she suddenly took a deep breath again, the expression on her face kept changing, the female mage seemed to recall the hardships of the previous battle, and the despair when waiting for reinforcements, but after an instant, she adjusted her mood, smiled and announced loudly to everyone in the audience:

"Needless to say, my warriors, rejoice in victory!"

Before the words could be spoken, before Verdani could turn around and walk off the high platform, the crowd in the square began to shout enthusiastically: "Long live victory!" "Long live your lord!" "Long live the celebration!"

Others raised their glasses and shouted, "Cheers to our reinforcements!" ”

This was quickly echoed by all: "Yes, praise to the knights of the Radcliffe house!" "Yes, a toast to the real knights!"

The mood was rising, and the large bonfire in the center of the square began to burn, emitting a golden red light, and the carnival atmosphere was completely ignited.

By this time, the countess had already left the high platform and entered a richly decorated house across the square.

Opening the door and walking up the stairs to the second floor, Verdani entered a hall, and in the center of the hall hung a pyroxene lamp carved from blue crystal, delicate and luxurious, and flowing with magical light, and on the dome was painted a very magical six-pointed star array, which had a very mysterious taste.

In the center of the hall was a small square table, and two men with black and blonde hair were holding wine glasses, seemingly chatting about something.

“…… Joshua, where did you hear that? ”

Asked in a low voice, the blonde red-eyed swordsman looked very eager, but his tone was very soft and not annoying: "After that time, I suddenly received a deeper recognition from the Twin Blades of Order, which is incredible!" ”

"Suddenly I knew."

The left arm was firmly bandaged, and through the treatment of the priests of the entire fortress with all their might, the shoulder of the black-haired and red-eyed warrior had initially grown a ball of flesh and blood, although the bones had not yet fully grown, but at least he could control his actions a little bit through his fighting spirit, which was barely considered a good three, he shrugged his shoulders and said: "I guess it should be the information left over from the Azure Orb, probably." ”

Picking up the wine glass with his right hand, he took a sip of wine, and the spicy feeling went down his mouth and throat to his stomach, and Joshua said casually, but his expression looked very serious: "Maybe it's a blessing from a sage." ”

If the official is a god, then he is really a real sage.

"Did the Azure Orb tell you more similar sentences?"

Brandon seemed to accept this unreliable explanation, and he said seriously: "Also, do you know what the deep meaning of those words is? Forgive my eagerness, but this is the language spoken by the sages of the Glorious Age, and it has long since been lost, and even the Royal Mages Guild is still in the process of deciphering it...... Your information will make a big difference to the research! ”

The Azure Orb didn't tell me anything, and I only knew what it meant at the surface.

Joshua shook his head, how could he tell the golden warrior in front of him, he knew this sentence because in his previous life, the video of your guy raiding the Abyss Fortress and killing the Gluttonous Demon King was officially released, as a promotional PV for the fourth edition of the Discord Continent? The spell to liberate the real name of the Artifact is not long, and it sounds cool and pretentious, and seven out of ten players can recite one or two sentences at random, while Joshua remembers it a little more because of his sensitivity to the information of the strong.

My own prophetic instinct is always used in such a strange place, which is indeed a little embarrassing and helpless.

Coincidentally, at this time, Verdani came over, and the female mage sat directly next to Brandon, whose face was a little melancholy due to Joshua's answer, and naturally took the arm of the blonde swordsman, and because of the arrival of his partner, the blonde swordsman also stopped asking.

These two people show affection very much.

With a slight sigh in his heart, and the small banquet belonging to the three of them golden powerhouses officially began, the silent silver-haired maid served sumptuous dishes at night, animal meat, vegetables, river fresh and thick soup were all available, and it didn't take long for the small square table to be covered with all kinds of dishes, especially the roast calf in the center of the table, the golden skin made a sizzling sound, and the oil came out of the pores, filling the room with a rich fragrance.

"For victory!" "For friendship!" "For Humanity"

"Cheers!"

With the golden swordsman's toast, Joshua did not hesitate to clink glasses with the other party and drink freely, savoring the delicious food of victory.

But embarrassingly, within two hours, Verdani and Brandon were both on the table, their bodies hot, their faces flushed, and their consciousness seemed to have fallen into a coma.

"It's only been a few cups, why did it fall?"

Qiao Shuya, whose face was just beginning to turn a little red, looked at the two golden powerhouses in front of him with some incredulity, he looked sideways at the three empty wine barrels beside him, shook his head and said in confusion: "It's only three barrels, aren't the people of the Northland all pouring a thousand cups?" ”

Since there was no red wine in the fortress, only barrels of golden-veined ale made by the dwarves, they and the warriors in the square drank the same kind of ale that was not very strong, and the warriors below were not drunk, why were they drunk?

Although they knew that this was probably because the two of them did not deliberately use their gold-level bodies to eliminate the side effects of alcohol, the warrior did not do the same - the comparison of alcohol levels suddenly became obvious.

Somewhat disappointed to drink alone, Joshua watched as the maid named Night nodded to him, and dragged his men and women to a room outside the hall one by one.

After eating some food alone, he simply stood up and walked around the room with a wine glass.

The room was brightly lit and richly decorated, but there was no sign of frequent activity, and it seemed to be a special venue for entertaining dignitaries.

Joshua took it for granted, after all, he had come from Moldavia and had been injured a little, which was the treatment he deserved.

Walking around, after a while, he heard a familiar voice from another room not far away.

“…… So, the greatsword is the strongest weapon! ”

Walking into the room, it was not surprising that Joshua saw her magic machine, the silver-haired girl was sitting on a sofa, and on her lap sat a little girl with blonde hair and red eyes, I don't know what Hotaru said, this little girl looked very excited, she said curiously in a chaotic voice: "But my sister often says that the spell is the highest~"

"Don't care what others think, little Fran, do whatever you want, everyone has a different choice!"

Unlike beside the warrior, Hotaru's little face seemed to be a little red, she changed her previous soft personality, and now she looks like a life mentor, she clenched her slender and white little fist, and waved it into the air: "My master is a warrior, and your father is also a swordsman, there is no distinction between high and low professions, only depends on people's choices!" ”

Without warriors, the meaning of weapons will soon be gone.

The little guy was clearly drinking.

Shaking his head with a smile, Joshua could easily see that this little blonde girl sitting on Firefly's lap had the factors of Brandon and Verdani on her face, and even her temperament was a little similar, she perfectly inherited her father's hair color and pupil color, and on the sofa next to Firefly and this little girl named Fran, there was a purple-haired girl, she looked a little older than Fran, but she was already asleep, curled up in a sleeping position as cute as a kitten.

"I'm sorry, my lord, but please let me go."

There was the sound of footsteps behind her, and then a faint cold voice sounded, and Joshua turned her head to see that it was the silver-haired, blue-eyed maid named Night, who was holding a cashmere blanket that looked very comfortable and warm, and there were red patterns on it.

It seems that it was for the sleeping little girl.

Nodding his head, he turned sideways and moved out of the way, Joshua had no intention of going in to disturb his divine machine, he continued to stand in the doorway, watching everything that happened inside.

Although Ye did not talk much, she was indeed a dutiful maid, and she gently covered the sleeping purple-haired girl with a cashmere blanket, and cleaned up the dishes on the table in the room, and her movements were crisp and neat, very chic.

Looking at this rare and warm scene, the soldier's face couldn't help but bring a trace of warmth.

Since the time travel, Joshua has changed the fate of many people, her own, Hotaru's, Verdani's and Brandon's, as well as many warriors and ordinary people, who have survived the warrior's battle and regained their lives - the same is true of the two little girls in front of her, because of the warrior's assistance, their mother did not die like in her previous life, and she will have a happy childhood that she never had in her previous life.

Maybe they don't know, but it's true.

Joshua didn't care whether his actions were to protect the weak or change the fate of others, nor did he care whether he was good or evil in the eyes of others, he just wanted to fight with stronger beings, fight freely, and satisfy the desires in his heart......

But now it seems that this feeling is not bad.

Not paying attention to Hotaru and the blonde girl's play, he walked sideways to the window not far away, the black-haired and red-eyed warrior watched the celebration in the square, the knight belonging to him was drinking with the warrior belonging to Verdani, they put the barbecue meat in their mouths roughly, they didn't care whether the meat was raw or cooked, whether it was burnt or not, began to chew and swallow it in their stomachs, and then laughed.

The drinks were not cheap or expensive, and everyone forgot about the hard fighting of the previous days for a while, but laughed loudly, and some of the guys who drank it had already begun to wrestle and wrestle their wrists in front of the crowd, which suddenly made the atmosphere even more enthusiastic.

Gradually, the expressionless Joshua smiled.

Perhaps, this is the purpose of his crossing?

Shaking his head, the black-haired warrior touched a glass of the heavenly double moon, then raised the wine glass in his hand, poured the spicy liquid down, laughed, and turned to leave.

This kind of thing doesn't matter at all.

Victory or defeat, joy or sorrow, in this dangerous and passionate world, in this continent of battle and strife, warriors, you deserve to drink at all times!

- The second day, noon

In front of the Black Forest fortress, heavily armed knights dressed in silver-white armor were arranged in the same orderly array as they had set out, waiting for orders from their lords.

Under the watchful eyes of the many defenders on the city walls, the leading warrior rode his tall black dragon-blood warhorse, and he wordlessly waved goodbye to the blonde-haired swordsman and purple-haired mage at the city gate.

Cheers rang out, like thunder and vibrations, and the banner of the sword-wielding hand on a black background and gold rimmed began to move, fluttering in the wind and the sound of hunting.

The knights left with the blessing of the crowd and returned to their homeland.

(To be continued.) )